The Endlessness and the Space Between

Sirens pass at the end of the road, Into my dreams until I woke Hoping that man's got a plan up his sleeve Last six months, we've been feeling the squeeze Closing time, met a local girl Told me she was saving up to travel the world Seven years later, she's still here Worrying about where we're living next year We started in a sane place This was going to happen anyway All that's to come has already been This is the endlessness and the space between I was seventeen, I still knew how to dream And I sing every word like I knew what it means Captain Morgan's windows down M4 westbound the music loud There's a place where the colors still stay bold Between junction seven and getting old And there is a way to get there now But once they let you in, they never let you out We started in a sane place This was going to happen anyway All that's to come has already been This is the endlessness and the space between Sirens still cut through the air I'm wondering what's going on out there This city shakes, I've been shaking too I've been falling apart, I can't tell you Here comes a story, let it come let it go About a travelling man I used to know The day he decided to sell his van Drove it into the sinking sand We started in a sane place This was going to happen anyway All that's to come has already been This is the endlessness and the space between Up on the cliffs where the samphire grows Spring was coming, a wild wind blows With a foot to the pedal, he learned to fly What a wonderful time to die What a wonderful time to die We started in a sane place This was going to happen anyway All that's to come has already been This is the endlessness and the space between This is the endlessness and the space between